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Poetry describing a tragedy
It was a bright sunny morning,
Moulds of sweat dwelled upon the peddlers,
'A normal day ' is what you can say,
In the wake of this enormous city life.


And then it came,shaking up even the smallest of insect;
As though mother earth was waking up for a revenge.
The whole city trembled with the trembling waves;
Not a thing was at peace.

They blurted out of their home,only to see
Their lifelong earnings,getting hindered into earth.
There was agony, there was pain,
But there was an urge to live again.

What just occured ,had taken the form of a giant;
Hundreds of people lay there;their lifeless bodies staring;
Some waiting in desperation for a helping hand ,
Others mourning the deaths of many.

What had stolen all their happiness?
What had given rise to all the grief?
the only answer was that, it wasent earthquake.
If not, what was it?

Was it the consequense of a war?or
An unknown enemity prevailing?
Not a virgil..
Silence is what empowered everyone...
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